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AliNovel > Redo of a Romanceless Author鈥檚 Life Devoid of Love; Another Chance at Youth > Chapter 379.

Chapter 379.

    Chapter 379.


    <strong>Chapter 379. Operation: Brainjack, Phase 2; Luring out the Brain (5/10)</strong>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What! Swastika! Is that what you’ve been so busy with over thest five weeks? Are you two crazy! Do you two have a death wish!” Irene screamed in a panic with a hint of fear in her eyes. She naturally knew of their reputation.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, I promise I’ll exin everythingter. For now, we need you to head to… uh… one sec.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I searched through Malory’s wallet that I’d retrieved from her cardigan pocket before I dumped it and found her address on one of her ID cards. Thankfully, the keys to her ce were also in her pocket.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Here.” I stuck out Malory’s ID to show Irene.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright, alright. I get it, now’s not the time for me to chew you two out. You better exin what’s going onter.” Irene grumbled in frustration and immediately took off.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“When we get there, we’ll need you to do something else as well.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? I get to do more than be the driver this time?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, your role is very important. We need you to get in contact with and lure the security guard for the building out of the security room so she can slip inside and gain ess to it. We need your skills to keep the guard busy for an hour or two. Do you think you can do it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm… an hour or two? I should be able to do it. Being a security guard is pretty boring and I’m sure they’d be more than happy to chat with me. But just what are you two nning to do during that time?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I responded with two words, “A murder.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“A… murder? That’s quite something to get caught up in and drag me into out of the blue.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If you don’t want to get involved, you can leave after you drop us off and we can figure something else out.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No... it’s fine.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? It’s fine? Is that the former part-time crime scene cleaner in you talking?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haha… yeah. You figured it out when you filed my taxes back in April, didn’t you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Naturally, your tax slip from work gave you away.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Cheater~ that’s not fair at all~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haha, it’s your own fault for letting your guard down.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“When we get there, put this on your hands.” Rosa held up a thin hand-shaped piece of a sticky-looking material. It didn’t stick to itself, but it looked like it clung to Rosa’s fingers pretty easily.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? What are those for?” Irene looked in the rearview mirror and asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“They’re designed to leave behind fake fingerprints if you touch anything while wearing them. That way you won’t need to worry when interacting with the security guard or touching things.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh. That sounds pretty impressive. As expected of an assassin.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Also take this earpiece so we can contact you in case of anything. I’ll be able to hear your conversation with the security guard through it since it’s been bugged.” Rosa inserted the earpiece into her ear. It was hidden well under the hair of the wig Irene had on.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“This is pretty exciting. I feel like an undercover spy right now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">After a ten-minute drive, we arrived at Malory’s ce. Rosa and Irene got out of the vehicle first and headed into the building.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Before Rosa left she gave me the syringe with the drug she’d injected Malory with. Half of it was left.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I turned on my two-way radio to listen for when I was clear to enter the building with Malory.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rosa’s job in the security room, while I was taking care of things on my end, was to put together some doctored footage using some of the recent security camera footage showing Malory returning home at this time alone. The cameras would be down for this period of time and would be reced with the doctored footage. The footage of her and me entering and leaving the building would be removed and reced as well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The disguised Irene would be the only one who remained in the footage seen entering and leaving the building since it had to coincide with the security guard’s recollection of events that transpired tonight.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Haaaah. I’d really done everything I could. Since people would be dying this time around, I’d meticulously nned out everything I could possibly think of long in advance to ensure there weren’t any major holes I missed in this operation.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was seriously fatigued. Every time I thought I’d thought of everything, something else would always pop up. In the end, I wasn’t able to concoct apletely full-proof n. Despite it not being full-proof and having some ws, it was about as solid as I could make it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">There was a big risk I’d have to take here. Getting inside Marlory’s ce without being spotted by anyone else inside the building if Malory was uncooperative like she’d been. Thanks to her being uncooperative as I’d feared, I had to carry her inside while she was still unconscious. In the end, for this scenario, the best n I came up with was to have Rosa keep an eye on the security camera feed and give me the clear.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The only thing on our side right now was the time. It was prettyte so it wasn’t very likely people would exit their units at this hour.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could only pray things went well. As long as I was careful, it should work out. I’d make it to the stairs and climb them with her on my back if I had to. Thest stretch would be carrying her down the corridor to her unit.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m in. The coast is clear and the cameras are down. The security guard is currently preupied in the lounge at the front of the building. You can enter through the back and take the stairs directly up to the fifth floor. The cameras en route to the destination aren''t recording right now. I’m starting to work on recing the footage now.” I felt a slight sense of relief when Rosa’s transmission came in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Got it, I’m going in now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I picked Malory up holding her hand over my shoulder with one hand under her bottom then headed in through the back entrance. I used Malory’s hand to open the doors along the way and made my way up the stairs while carrying her on my back. It was a struggle since I still had the fat suit on, but I somehow made it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is the fifth floor safe?” I radioed in before I opened the door.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“There hasn’t been any movement on the fifth floor this entire time. You should be clear. Move as fast as you can.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s kind of hard when I’ve got so much baggage.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t be a wimp, suck it up. I’ve been running around like crazy over thest five weeks.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thanks for that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Save your thanks for our vacation after this.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. I will.” I kept the volume on the radio to the minimum, opened the door, and moved as quickly as I could.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My heart pounded madly as I read the numbers flying by on each door.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After thirty seconds, I stopped in front of Malory’s unit and tried to insert the key into the lock. My hand was shaking though. Fuck! Seriously hand, calm down. I kept missing the keyhole.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When I heard the sound of a door unlocking a short distance away I turned to look in fright at a trail of light slowly expanding into the corridor from one of the rooms.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I put Malory down on the ground and steadied my hand to insert the key. It went in. Finally! I had no time to rejoice though. I turned the key in the lock, pushed the door open, quickly dragged Malory inside, and shut it behind us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was… too close forfort though.


    <span style="font-weight:400">One of the riskiest steps was down.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I slid down to the ground with my back against the door, exhausted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That was pretty close.” Rosa radioed in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, it was. Do you think they saw me entering?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No… I don’t think they saw you. They only looked your way after you shut the door. You got lucky this time.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Phew... Lucky? What do you mean, lucky? My luck is awful. The fact that someone really exited their unit at this time, just how unlucky can I be? I must have stepped in some rancid dog shit.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We don’t have time to joke around. Hurry up and make contact with the target.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We need her to wake up first before I do that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then hurry up and wake sleeping beauties ass up already.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How long has it been?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“She should be waking up soon. It’s already been half an hour.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright, keep working on the footage in the meantime.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I am. Be careful. I’ll let you know if he shows up alone or not. If he doesn’t, we’ll have to go with n B and I’ll have to link up with you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No. The bait I prepared should be enough to ensure hees alone.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just what bait is good enough to guarantee that? If it’s just Malory there’s no chance in hell this is going to work.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s a trade secret.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’re always keeping secrets.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Isn’t it more interesting that way?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She didn’t respond after that and cut our conversation short.
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